Chapter 89 Infiltrating the Infectious Diseases Department Again
Lin Baozhu walked and muttered quickly to herself, her footsteps heading straight for the inpatient department.
“I don’t know how many spies they’ve planted in the hospital, but since they’ve got their eyes on Donkey Egg, they won’t let go easily. The most urgent thing is to get Egg out of the hospital immediately! You escort Aunt Guihua and Egg back to the village later! I’ll stay here and keep an eye on that woman and that deputy director of the infectious disease department! Once they show their true colors… we’ll break their arms and legs and drag them to the police station!”
A cold glint flashed in her eyes.
"good."
If it were yesterday, Qin Haifeng would definitely have been worried about her venturing into danger alone. But after witnessing her amazing ability to infiltrate today, that concern has been greatly reduced.
"When you follow them, be careful, no matter when or where, and prioritize your own safety."
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When the two returned to Donkey Egg's ward, Tian Guihua was cheerfully feeding him canned sugar water. Seeing them return, she looked surprised: "Baozhu? Haifeng? Why are you back again? Did you leave something behind?"
Lin Baozhu strode forward, her voice low and urgent, brooking no argument: "Auntie! Dandan's been targeted! Hurry! They're coming to take Dandan to the infectious disease ward!"
Tian Guihua's smile froze instantly, her eyes widening in terror! "What?! Why? My grandson is perfectly fine..."
She instinctively gripped Lin Baozhu's arm, her voice beginning to tremble.
"There's no time!"
Lin Baozhu interrupted her anger and fear in a deep voice, her gaze sweeping across the doorway like lightning, and said urgently, "The people targeting Dandan are likely spies! They kill without shedding blood! If you resist even slightly, they will kill you without hesitation. Leave now! Don't take anything!"
Seeing that Tian Guihua was about to tidy up the canned food jars and water glasses on the table, Lin Baozhu grabbed her arm: "Don't worry about it! Taking things will give us away! Let's go!"
Her tone was urgent.
"Hey...hey, I'm leaving now, I'm leaving now."
Tian Guihua was stunned by that look and tone. Her last shred of hesitation was overwhelmed by fear, and she scooped up Donkey Egg, who had just put down his food bowl and was still dazed. Almost simultaneously! A series of hurried, chaotic footsteps echoed from outside the corridor!
"Quick! Take the stairs around the corner!"
Qin Haifeng decisively pointed towards the safety exit, and without further hesitation, practically pushed Tian Guihua, who was holding the child, out!
Lin Baozhu followed closely behind. The moment she stepped out of the ward, she glanced back sharply and saw a man and a woman in white coats with unfriendly expressions hurrying around the corner of the corridor and rushing toward this ward!
Lin Baozhu watched Qin Haifeng and Tian Guihua leave, then turned and headed towards Donkey Egg's ward. She carried a takeout meal from the "State-Run Restaurant" in her hand, rushing towards Donkey Egg's room, calling out as she ran, "Egg! Egg! Sister brought you something delicious—oh my!!"
With a gasp and a slight stumble, the lid of the aluminum lunchbox she was holding was suddenly flung open! In an instant! A thick, sour, and strangely fermented dark brown soup, like a precisely controlled liquid weapon, with astonishing accuracy and force, splashed—at! the two doctors in white coats who were walking towards the ward.
"Splash—Pfft—" The scalding hot, thick soup, carrying the unique "fragrance" of snail rice noodles, instantly covered the two people's clean white coats and most of their faces!
That pungent stench, a mixture of fermented bamboo shoots, chili oil, and some other indescribable aroma, swept through the entire corridor like an invisible biological weapon! The doors to the adjacent wards slammed shut with a bang!
"Ah—Ugh!!!" The two "white coats" were caught off guard and their vision went black from the fumes. They instinctively gagged and frantically tried to wipe the sticky soup off their faces and hair, looking utterly disheveled.
Lin Baozhu steadied herself, immediately adopting an enraged expression. With one hand on her hip and the other gripping the half-empty, dripping lunchbox, she pointed at the two "doctors" and began to berate them: "Are you two blind?! Can't you see where you're going?! Look, you've knocked over the snail noodles I specially cooked for my nephew!"
Her voice was shrill and bright, instantly attracting the attention of several people peeking out from a distance. As she spoke, she held up a greasy aluminum lunchbox and pretended to smear it on one of their faces.
"This is authentic snail rice noodles that I had a friend transport all the way from Liuzhou! There was only this much, and I couldn't even bear to eat a bite myself. I was counting on it to help my poor nephew get better! And you've ruined it all! You have to compensate me!"
"W-what kind of powder?! This...this is clearly something fished out of a latrine!! Ugh...you, you crazy woman, how dare you attack a doctor?!"
One of the "doctors," his face contorted in a grimace, was choked with fumes and incoherently threatened, barely suppressing his nausea, "Call the police! I'm calling the police to arrest you!"
"Report! Go ahead and report! Who's afraid of who?!"
Lin Baozhu stood with her hands on her hips, her imposing manner only increasing: "Let the police investigate thoroughly! Find out who was walking recklessly and knocking over the food I was giving my nephew! They'll make them pay compensation and apologize, and none of them will get away with it!" She made a move as if she were about to rush out again.
This extra-strength, concentrated version of the "biochemical stench bomb"—the ultimate secret of snail rice noodles—is a soul-crushing attack for some menstrual-blood-obsessed bastards! That extreme smell almost drove these two crazy!
The other "doctor," barely suppressing his nausea and rage, quickly glanced at the ward out of the corner of his eye—through the crack in the open door, he could clearly see empty canned food and scattered glutinous rice on the bedside table! The child's things were still there; it seemed the person hadn't left!
He suppressed the urge to strangle the shrew in front of him immediately, grabbed his companion, and squeezed out the words through clenched teeth: "Let's... go... go change your clothes first!" The white coat was soaked, sticky, and smelled awful. He couldn't stand it any longer and was eager to take a shower.
"Stop!" Lin Baozhu strode forward and blocked their path again, pointing to the sticky puddle of soup on the ground. "Where's the money?! If you don't pay, I'm going to the police station right now! I'll have the police 'take care' of you! You two are acting so suspiciously, do you have some shady background?"
The phrase "a shady identity" pierced their nerves like a sharp needle! The "doctor's" eyes blazed with murderous intent, his knuckles cracking. If only the location were right…
"Stop!" the slightly calmer agent suddenly hissed, halting Lin Baozhu, who was about to "report a crime." His cold gaze swept over his companion, then fixed on Lin Baozhu, as if he wanted to devour her alive but had no choice but to comply. He pulled a crisp five-yuan note from his pocket and threw it on the ground with utter disgust, as if shaking off some plague: "Take it! Get out of here! Don't let me see you again!"
Lin Baozhu bent down without a care, picked up the wet five-yuan note, flicked it, and put on an incredibly bright smile: "It would have been so much better if we had done this sooner! Thank you both doctors for your 'generosity'!" The sarcasm in her tone was almost overflowing.
Seeing that the two men who had nearly killed her were completely gone, Lin Baozhu slipped back into the empty ward. Her gaze swept over the "flaw" on the bedside table—a canned food jar and some leftover swill. Without time to think, she waved her hand and instantly stored all the remaining items in her spatial storage, leaving no trace!
Immediately afterwards, she rushed to the window of the first-floor inpatient department like a gust of wind. "Comrade, discharge procedures, donkey testicles in bed 302!" She deftly pulled out the certificate.
The payment was processed quickly, totaling seven yuan and thirty cents. Lin Baozhu took the payment slip and the change, pocketing them carefully, but didn't head towards the hospital entrance. She pulled her hat down low, deftly pulled a mask over her face, turned around, and headed back towards the gloomy infectious disease building.
She easily found her way to the deputy director's office on the third floor, and the door with the sign appeared before her. Lin Baozhu held her breath and, like a nimble cat, silently slipped inside.
The door closed silently behind her, shutting out the dim light of the corridor. The office was now deathly silent and dark…
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